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Post by ashestoashes on May 19, 2021 19:25:40 GMT -5
There sat the young orange kit looking around her environment. She was bored and unsure of what to do exactly so wanted to change the pace. Looking around Poppykit saw many kits around her however none caught her eye until she saw a small fluffy kit in the corner all by itself. Poppykit never noticed this kit so her curiosity grew. Unfortunately Poppykit wasn't the bravest so she had an internal battle with herself until she mustered up enough courage to walk over. She sat down in front of this other kit just to stare down at her own paws. I must look stupid, she thought to herself. Taking a shaky deep breath Poppykit cleared her throat, "Hey I'm...Poppykit...would- would you like to hang out or play or something with me?" The kit's face felt hot underneath her fur. woof
She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to be a dumb kit in some stupid camp out in the middle of god-knows-where following rules she never agreed to with weird cats that worshipped dead things and started fires for no reason---and only because her "aunt," Aspenstar, decided that's what she was gonna do. Roaringkit made herself scarce as often as possible, hanging near the edges of camp where she made repeated attempts at escaping though there were now guards stationed all around, and that's just where Poppykit found her now, stewing over her latest failure. She glanced over at the other kit, expression dark and sour. "Play?" She sounded offended by the concept. "There's nothing fun to even play with out here! All you cave cats have here are moss balls!" Back in her household---which, by the way, was warm and cozy and never had a shortage of food---she had plenty of toys to play with, but out here they expected her to play with....grass? What even is moss???
Post by ashestoashes on Jun 2, 2021 18:54:44 GMT -5
Poppykit jumped at the other's response but didn't leave. Instead she toyed with her tail for a short minute. "I mean yea we have moss balls...but I can play whatever you want. Or-or-or we can do whatever you want. Um talk. Or um wrestle. Or...if you don't play with moss balls what do you like to play with? If I'm okay to ask that." This other kit was all sorts of mad (Poppykit had no clue why) but she was going to try. Just for the sake of saying she tried. Her poofy fur fluffed up showing her nervousness quiet obviously. woof
Edited Jul 6, 2021 21:01:09 GMT -5 By ashestoashes
